Just a really bad day
Failing a test
guilty feeling in my chest
thoughtless thinking
how can I improve ?
I try giving my all
every sweat and breath
thousands times at night
never blinking an eye
Only working with a drink
coffee being my source
my way of functioning
but to top the cherry of these stressful days
I endour the pain within the house
not a home, nor a safe place
The house is a nightmare
once filled with the warm of the rays of the sun
now darken by the wooden board on the windows
Once filled with laughter
only to become a crying room
the smiling girl
has lost her smile
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